all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
There is a different car in my driveway. Have no clue how I got home.
He filled our room with little plastic cups of beer so the only way I could get out was by drinking them all.
Synchronized big wheels back flips off the second floor roof. Good idea or great idea?
I'll be there in a few.
I'M COUNTING TO FEW.
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
in a last ditch attempt to make life awkward after i die today i want to be buried naked and have an open casket funeral.
Sorry you had to clean the sheets with your macro notes
The more I piece together last night the more I want to vomit it out of my brain.
Ugh. The fucking vaginal recession is so real right now.
I'm just sitting here drunk and eating peas because my life sucks
So I've reached a new low. After completing my walk of shame and being told "see you around", I took off my heels to discover he had came in my shoe.
apparently I kept repeating I have a to do list this summer and he's on it
3 weeks in a row I've pulled '69' at the deli counter...God is giving me shit for not getting laid in a year....
I admit I fucked your best friend, but to be fair, you fucked the tristate area. So there's a good chance about 40% of those people are MY friends.
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